It’s Boxing Day and I’m Taking a Day Off. Sort Of.

Today, on Boxing Day, I will be mostly emerging from a turkey-overload coma and continuing to live in denial of how many calories have been consumed over the past few days. Just like the rest of you then.

So Boxing Day is my first ever blogging day off.

‘What on Earth is Boxing Day?’ the Rest of the World Asks

In the UK, we call the day after Christmas Day, Boxing Day. Traditionally it’s because it was the day that servants received a ‘Christmas Box’ from their employers (cheers Wikipedia, utopia for lazy researchers).

Nowadays it’s so the shops can start their January sales earlier to flog all the toot they couldn’t shift even on Christmas Eve when all those last-minute shopping men bought anything for fear of the wife’s wrath on Christmas Day. Not the Husband mind you. The boy did good.

I’m reclaiming Boxing Day and making it literal. Let’s make it about actual boxing.

So fill your boots with all these marvellous Rocky references. Rocky is a legend. Let’s make this ‘Rocky’s Boxing Day’.

See you next week and in a shiny new year!

All this watching someone getting energetic is making me hungry. I’m off for some turkey sarnies.